The schadenfreude is strong on this one. It's like a microcosmic look at the uncomfortable alliances within the Democratic party as they start to eat their own.

If The View really wants to boost ratings, they'd allow the cameras backstage and start pushing the Orville Redenbacher ads. Or maybe just turn the stage into a gladiatorial ring and let them loose with the big stories of the day.

We feel the same way about Tristan about learning a trade. His best friend's dad is a very successful contractor. Our contractor, in fact. College is fine for science, medicine, engineering, math, etc., put pure poison for just about anything else. Unless you go to a place like Hillsdale, which would be a fantastic experience.

Then again, living in an oppositional culture does sharpen one's wits.

There must really be something to this "wavelength" thing. My wife and I were just talking yesterday in the car with the kids about jobs, what they pay, what the kids would enjoy doing, etc. My wife and I are both Ph.D.'s.

My middle son thought he'd like being a plumber and having a house in the country. And you know what? He'd be great at it, he'd make a good living, and it would really suit him.

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